Yin Shuang sat in front of the banquet, raised her hand and pointed lightly, the red sword light in the air shook slightly, and dozens of phantoms separated. However, these phantoms did not disappear, but quickly became clear and differentiated.
The sword light coming out of them is the same.
After a moment, dozens of sword lights shook at the same time.
...Wu Jieqing roared, and the sword light split into thousands. Countless sword lights connected end to end, like a rushing waterfall, pouring towards Yin Shuang. But on the hilltop opposite him, Yin Shuang smiled slightly and gently pointed his jade fingers.
At one point, the sword light vibrated several times in succession, and then the sky above the mountain was filled with red sword light, densely packed in layers, almost covering the entire mountain top.
Because it was too dense, the sounds of the swords colliding together became one. At a rough listen, you could only hear one continuous sound. But if you listened carefully, this sound turned into thousands of tinkling sounds.
If you listen to ping ping ping pong for a long time, you will feel dizzy, weak, weak and weak in the legs, as if you have fought a big battle with someone, and you can't even stand still.
Quan Qi is in this situation now. His face is pale and he can barely stand by holding on to a big tree next to him, but he is still shaking, as if he will fall down at any time.
"Old Qi, you are really seeking death. The fight between the master and the mistress is a collision of two powerful sword intentions. Those clanking sounds contain the sword intentions of both of them. With your ability, you want to be clear about it.
Those sword sounds are equivalent to facing the impact of the sword intent, how can it withstand it?" The Alchemy Crow sat on a tree covered with fiery red leaves.
On the green branch, he shook his head and sighed, "Also, if you want to vomit, don't vomit under this tree. Please change a tree. Brother, it took me hundreds of years to cultivate a small hibiscus branch into such a tree."
Tree, it’s not easy! This tree is a spiritual seed. If you vomit under the tree, its spirit will be injured, and at least I will waste a hundred days of effort."
Quan Qi managed to raise his head and looked at him fiercely, but his sword-like gaze could not pierce Alchemy Crow's thick-skinned skin over the years. He could only sigh and move with difficulty like an old ox plowing a field, walking half way.
After a quarter of an hour, I arrived under a tree in the distance. I couldn't bear it anymore and vomited profusely. I vomited until even the bile came out, and I finally took a breath.
Alchemy Crow shook his head helplessly, suddenly his ears twitched, and he said with a smile: "The guard at Bingyun Tower sent word that a God of War from the Plague Tribe came to visit the master, and his master Fairy Honggu's flying sword was given as a token."
"Oh?" When he got down to business, Quan Qi suddenly became energetic. He forced down the bored and dizzy feeling in his heart and said, "Then let's go and inform the master as soon as possible."
However, there was no need for them to notify Wu Jie, who was on the top of this hill. He had already heard it.
After a while, he and Yin Shuang came to Bingyun Tower and saw the Fighting God of the Plague Division waiting for him there.
He was a gray-haired old man who looked like a common old wanderer in the world of mortals. His clothes were somewhat tattered and his face was full of wrinkles, making him look very old and downtrodden. And following him, there was also a watcher.
stand up
A haggard middle-aged man, he looks quite handsome, but there is an indescribable sense of vicissitudes in his eyes. One look at his face, and one feels that this man must have experienced many setbacks and hardships, and has eaten a lot.
of suffering.
The old man was the Fighting God of the Plague Tribe. He did not speak, but directly handed Fairy Honggu's Flying Sword of Communication to Wu Jie.
Wu Jie took the flying sword, and with a sweep of his mind, he knew the whole story: he had told his master about meeting Jiang Zhenjun in Penglai, and after Fairy Honggu returned to the Ministry of Fire, she conveyed the news to the Ministry of Plague.
After years of investigation, the Plague Department finally found the whereabouts of Jiang Zhenjun.
It turns out that after Jiang Zhenjun left in the past, he was poisoned by the evil sect's backer soon after. That backer was very ruthless. Not only did he kill the loose cultivator who killed the evil sect's real king, he also killed thousands of others behind him.
All the monks above the True Immortal level who had appeared near Penglai during that time were killed and no one was spared.
Jiang Zhenjun was prepared in advance. Although he was still killed, his soul was not greatly damaged and he escaped with the help of reincarnation. However, after his reincarnation, he wasted his time in reincarnation and never had the appropriate opportunity to cultivate to the level of Yin Shen.
In order to regain the memory of his past, due to too many reincarnations, he gradually lost his spirituality and became invisible to everyone.
After getting the news, the masters of the Plague Department found him, and instead of forcing him to get some relief and retrieve his past memories, they took him to the Yujing Sect and wanted to ask Wu Jie to come forward and take him to Penglai to Duobao.
world, to retrieve a piece of spiritual thought that remains there.
Wu Jie was a little confused and didn't understand why the Wenbu came to find him for help - he had already told his master the address of Penglai. Logically speaking, it would be easy for the Wenbu to find Penglai and then Duobaojie.
.Why do you need to look for yourself? It’s simply unnecessary.
However, Fairy Honggu did not explain this matter. Instead, she emphasized that the fighting god of the plague tribe who came here with the reincarnated Jiang Zhenjun cultivated the magical power of "crow's mouth", and Wu Jie must not talk to him.
, remember remember
After reading the summons, Wu Jie bowed to the old man who would cause trouble if he opened his mouth, and then started chatting with the reincarnated Jiang Zhenjun.
This middle-aged man was just a mortal and had no cultivation at all. In order to prevent his cultivation in this life from retrieving his memories of the past, the fighting gods of the Plague Department did not teach him Taoism, but only used elixirs to wash his hair and cut his marrow.
That's all. He seemed a little reserved and was very careful and polite when speaking. Facing Wu Jie who was holding the disciple's courtesy, he was a little at a loss and didn't know how to deal with it.
Fortunately, both parties are modest people, and there were no major obstacles in communication. After a short discussion, they decided to wait until next year to go to Penglai - coincidentally, next year will be the time when the sun shines on the Beidou again, which is just right.
You can use the changes in the formation to directly enter the world of multi-treasures, without forcing the door to open and causing an uproar.
So the Fighting God of the Plague tribe stood up and left - from the beginning to the end, he never opened his mouth. Obviously he also knew that his crow's mouth could easily cause trouble, so he simply avoided speaking, which was a good thing for others and himself.
Time passed very quickly, and most of the year passed by in a blink of an eye. In the summer of the next year, Wu Jie and his wife took Lianjin Wu and the reincarnated Jiang Zhenjun to Penglai together.
In fact, the only people going to Penglai are Wu Jie and his wife and the reincarnated Jiang Zhenjun. Alchemy Crow is going to Wubo Cliff. However, he has not yet become a Yangshen and is not capable of opening the Great Teleportation Formation by his own strength, so he has to rely on Wu Jie's help.
, to get a ride.
After passing the Great Movement Array in Xingpan Mountain, they arrived at Wubo Cliff easily. Today's Wubo Cliff looks the same as it did a thousand years ago, and Wu Jie even saw many familiar faces that he knew when he first lived here.
But he didn't go to say hello to each of them. He just gave Alchemy Crow a batch of supplies and asked him to handle matters here by himself before leaving quietly.
He didn't have any friends worth seeing in Wubo Cliff, so why waste his time? Even if he had some acquaintances in the past, it was enough for Alchemy Crow to greet them.
Wu Jie is not worried about the safety of the Alchemy Crow - now the Alchemy Crow is already a great demon king in the Daoguo realm, and his magical powers are much higher than in the past. There are also many treasures given by Wu Jie, no matter how you look at them,
You won't encounter a crisis in a small place like this.
Not to mention that the highest person walking around in Wubo Cliff is the Daoguo monk. Even if he encounters the Yang Shen True Immortal, with those few small thunderbolts, the Alchemy Crow can withstand it.
If that doesn't work, he still has a big killer weapon.
However, Wu Jie also gave many warnings, emphasizing that big thunderbolts are extremely dangerous things. If you want to use them, you must find a place where there are not many living creatures around, lest a big thunderbolt hits and destroys all living beings - this cause and effect, but
It must be counted on Alchemy Crow himself.
"Don't worry, I'm not one of those people who don't know what's important." Alchemy Crow patted his chest and assured, "Master, don't worry."
Over the years, as Wu Jie's cultivation has gradually deepened, the relationship between him and the Alchemy Crow has also quietly changed.
At first, Alchemy Crow only had the identity of a mount. Neither he nor Wu Jie regarded him as a mount. They were just friends. But as time went by, Wu Jie's rapid progress brought more and more benefits to Alchemy Crow.
The greater the pressure, I don't know when he started to call Wu Jie "master" instead of "fellow Taoist" like Quan Qi. When talking and doing things, he gradually changed his attitude and really regarded Wu Jie as "Master".
Consider yourself a subordinate.
In fact, Wu Jie really didn't mind anything, but Alchemy Crow was a shrewd and alert person, and he was very aware of the gap between them. He repositioned himself, and then strictly adhered to his duties as a subordinate, leaving Wu Jie helpless.
Etiquette cannot be abolished. Superiors can be approachable, but they cannot force subordinates to have courage, no matter how big or small.
Perhaps, this situation will not change until Alchemy Crow himself becomes the True Immortal of Yangshen.
The Xuefeng, which had reached the Daoguo realm, flew extremely fast and could move space directly, covering thousands of miles in an instant. Even though Wu Jie and his party did not rush for time, they arrived at the Penglai Islands in one day.
.
When Wu Jie was sitting on the bow of the Xuefeng, he could not help but smile when he saw the large green cloud-like green flame grass on Cuiyun Island from a distance.
"Well, that's Cuiyun Island." He introduced to Yin Shuang, "The Jianjia sect is on that island. I was the leader here back then."
"Then let's go take a look and maybe we can make some suggestions."
Naturally, Wu Jie had no objection, so the Xuefeng docked at the pier of Cuiyun Island - of course, both the Xuefeng and Wu Jie had changed their appearance, so as not to arouse people's surprise and onlookers.
In the past, when Wu Jie was the president of the Immortals Association in Penglai, he often rode the Xuefeng to ride the wind and waves on the sea. This snow-white battleship was his signature, and it was really famous. If the snow that has not changed its appearance is
If the Fenghao is parked at the pier, I am afraid that it will be noticed immediately, and thousands of people will come to watch, causing a lot of trouble.
As for Wu Jie himself, although the mortals and low-level monks who knew him at that time are probably no longer alive, the Golden Pill monk has lived for a thousand years, and the Yinshen Master can live for two thousand years. Most of his old acquaintances are probably
They are all still alive - not to mention that there are portraits of past presidents in the Immortals Association, and there is also a statue of Wu Jie in the Cuiyun Island Jianjia Sect. If his appearance does not change, I am afraid that at least a few hundred people on the pier will recognize him.
